Jimin sets his pencil down, his hand trembling. How the fuck can he bring himself to draw right now? His hands start to shake so much that it gets too much to bear. Jimin throws his pencil across the courtyard, his sketchbook falling on the ground, his hands landing on his face to cover his painful expression. That's the last straw for him. He breaks down sobbing, choking on the air around him. What the fuck does he do? He already lost her once, but watching her with his friend? That breaks him even more.
He ends up falling off the fountain, landing on his ass on the ground, panting and sobbing into his hands. What did he do? He lost the girl of his dreams because he was a selfish idiot who didn't bother to make sure she was okay in the moment she needed him most. Jungkook was right: Jimin failed her. He let her down the one time in their entire relationship she really needed him. What kind of person does that make him?
Jimin softly cries, thinking of everything that's happened so far. He's traumatized from the maze, his friends are mad at him for being so depressed, and he lost his woman. At this point he can't get much lower. He looks around the area, sniffling. Funny... it's peaceful. Jimin stands and walks away without even grabbing his bag. His legs carry him inside the castle of a school, his body traversing down the halls. Some students notice his tears and try to stop him. Of course Jimin pays them no mind.
Eventually, he marches out the front gates, pulling out his wand. In front of the building is a big bridge over into the forest, where most students practice their magic in a safe spot. Jimin sighs and strolls across the wooden planks, stopping halfway down. For a few minutes, he leans against the railing and looks at the Moon. Looking at it like this makes him feel less lonely. Is it bad that part of Jimin is considering staying in the forest forever? He softly smiles. Yeah... this is it. He's had enough. Jimin moves away from the bridge and gazes at the forest. It's like there's a light calling out to him even if there's physically nothing there. He keeps his smile. It's okay now. Jimin's fully prepared... he's never coming back.
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"It's serious!"
Only five minutes after sleeping with Yoongi, Jungkook comes busting down your door. "I'm not interested," you mumble, rolling over. Yoongi left two minutes ago. Now it's just Jungkook in your room with a seething face. "I'm a little busy if you can't tell. I'm exhausted," you reply with a shrug.
"It's serious!" he repeats.
You groan and look at him, "Is it about you?"
"No."
"Then I don't car-"
"Jimin's missing."
And just like that, you get out of bed and rush to him.
"What? Where is he? Where did he go?" you ask. You hate that you still care - but you do.
"No one knows. Tae can't find him anywhere. He's not in the courtyard like he normally is, he's not at Slytherin or any other houses, he's not in any bathrooms or classrooms. We already searched the whole school. Hell we don't even know how long he's been gone for," Jungkook explains. You hyperventilate, throwing on your Gryffindor robes before rushing out with Jungkook.
The two of you sprint out to the courtyard, you panicking and jumping over to the fountain. "Jimin!" you call. You notice his sketchbook and bag on the ground, and you pick them both up. "He wouldn't leave without this. He wouldn't," you say.
"I know," Jungkook sadly replies, "that's why we're looking for him everywhere. He never goes anywhere without his sketchbook."
You sniffle and peek down at it. Come to think of it - you never really saw his sketchbook. "Maybe he left a clue inside?" you offer.
Jungkook's eyes cast down for a moment. He glances between you and the book and sighs. "You... probably don't want to go through that," he whispers.
You go still, "You realize that saying that is making me want to go through it, right?"
He sighs again, "Yeah I figured, but I had to give you proper warning."
"Warning for what?" He stares at you, not answering. So, without another word, you open the book.
It's innocent. What the hell is Jungkook talking about? You find yourself smiling while observing the landscapes and animals he drew. All of them are dated. They're from before you and him were together, every detail getting more complex as the pages flip on. Come on, there has to be a clue in here somewhere. You look through the landscapes, and only one is familiar. The forest in front of school. "The forest... he probably went to the forest. He loves nature," you say, "maybe he needed some time alone."
Jungkook seems unconvinced, "Or maybe he went to the mazes to get away?"
"After what happened? I doubt it," you reply. You're about to close the book when you flip one more time. Your heart stops.
Your wand... Jimin drew your wand.
Your clammy hands flip to the next page. Now both of your wands connected. Your eyes fill with tears as you rapidly flip through all the pages. Ever since you got together, he only ever drew you or you and him together. The memories you've shared. A passionate kiss in the bathroom, cuddling in bed when he took you back from the greenhouse, holding hands. Then you get to the last page of you, the page before the maze. Your jaw drops. It's a comic strip of the two of you celebrating the maze win, a trophy by your feet. But of course Jimin drew it so he's staring at you. That's not what the most important part is: the last block is Jimin saying 'I love you', an empty block next to it.
"Jungkook..." you mumble, placing a hand over your mouth. You know you have to go find Jimin, but you can't help but cry. God damn what the hell is happening? Just ten minutes ago you were so happy, now this. "We have to find him," you say, gazing right at Jungkook. What he did still hurts, but it doesn't change that deep down - you still care. Part of you hates that you still care. The other part wants to save him without hesitation. You listen to that part. Maybe a part of you already forgave him a while ago.
"We're going to find him okay? We are," Jungkook says, "I'll search both mazes you search the forest?"
You nod and pull out your wand, "Meet up here in half an hour?"
He nods and pats you on the shoulder, "Good luck, stay safe."
"I always am," you whisper. And without another word, you go to look for Jimin...
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𝑀𝓎 𝒮𝓁𝓎𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇𝒾𝓃 (My Slytherin) || •PJM• ✔️
FanfictionJimin extends his hand to you, the lights of the greenhouse illuminating his evil smirk. "Do you trust me?" You look into his eyes for a few moments before sighing, slipping your hand into his. "Not even a little bit." ~~~ Park Jimin: a Slytherin. Y...
